OOC: acting with permission from Kashi due to plot agreement
Yojo was alert, as alert as alert could be. He was anticipating having to trust his instincts to move for him when he saw a threat. In truth, it was that instinct that would save him now. As Kashi would come out of stealth in the boy's peripheral vision, his reappearance heralded by flames stretching across the earth, one meter of space would be all the boy would need to react accordingly. With nary more than a twitch of the mind, still holding his clapped hands, Kashi would see the flames rising out of the wall towards his opponent. The flames would seemingly eat away at the black-haired youth, climbing up his legs with tendrils of ravenous flame. The attack would seem to connect, and yet, this image of the pained Genin would disappear in a puff of smoke, replaced by a rather derpy-looking crow of green Futon that would be harmlessly destroyed by the Katon jutsu eating away at it. Instead, Yojo would appear 7 meters away from the wall in the air where the hovering crow had been, parallel to the same height that his opponent was charging at him at.
With a serious look, the boy would release his clasped hands at Kashi point-blank. A torrential gust of razor sharp wind would crash into the horizontally-standing Kashi, hitting the top of his head, shoulders, and neck with countless half-inch cuts. The sheer force of the air would be enough to smash the revealed Genin against the wall of the arena, earning a shout from the guests in attendance. The first blow had been struck! Before would start to fall, he would step forwards through the air, moving towards his pinned enemy who would've been smashed up against the stone. As the Gale Palm would connect, the boy would will his final crow, the one above where Kashi would be, to kamikaze downwards, aiming to hit his upper-torso to keep him pinned up against the wall more as well as deal a sudden burst of concussive damage.
Yojo took his second step, bringing his right fist back as his opponent had been slammed into a small crater by the sheer force of sudden wind. His arm became engulfed in a torrent of lightning and wind, swirling and frothing in tandem as he took his final and third step, rushing forwards against the wall-pinned Kashi and lashing out with his loudest cry of the Chunin Exams, "
Falcon... PUUUUUUUNCH!". Yojo's fist slammed with all the force he could muster, crashing into Kashi's right shoulder. The airborne shinobi was the center of a frothing torrent of wind and lightning whilst his opponent was the epicenter of a fiery maelstrom, their clash may not have shaken the arena, but it certainly shook the audience watching the fight as they hanged to the edge of their seats. Yojo grit his teeth as he would feel his punch connect, slamming into that joint harder, harder, aware of the sweltering heat of the Lave Floor Technique. There was a bright light that engulfed the two shinobi, a sudden flash of chakra that blinded the audience.
When the light faded, the two Genin would be seen falling from their places on the walls. Yojo and Kashi would land roughly 5 meters apart with the sound of a hard thud greeting them both. The crowd remained silent as they watched the two, waiting for one to move. It was a horrid atmosphere of dreading anticipation. Slowly though, with a sudden jolt running through his body, Yojo sat up off the ground, inhaling as if the life had returned to him. He was breathing rapid, short, breaths in and out in quick succession. His eyes were wide as he slowly got up to his feet. He looked to see his opponent, but upon laying eyes on him, wished he hadn't.
Kashi's right arm had been cut cleanly off of him.
That... Certainly wasn't what Yojo'd been aiming to do. The boy was horrified to see the limp limb a short distance away from its original owner, a cauterized stump where its joint was meant to be. The proctor body flickered in-between the two. Shocked at what must've been a freak accident of sorts, but swiftly delivering a verdict regardless.
"This match is over. Kashiki is unable to continue the battle. The winner, and champion of these exams, is Yoshihiro Joe!-poyo!" the proctor said hurriedly whilst motioning for the medical nin to come onto the field to tend to Kashi.
Things suddenly took a sinister turn though with that declaration. A large shadow swooped over the stadium, blotting out the sun momentarily as it descended from the sky. The rider was unseen, yet eyewitness reports would certainly note locks of vibrant purple hair on top of the large bird crashing down with a dynamic entry. It would caw at Yojo, and the proctor, picking the limp Kashi up in its talons, before leaping back upwards into the sky. The rampant winds of the beast was enough to send those on the arena floor back a few meters, sliding along the ground.
Yojo tried to shout over the wind, something about being sorry for the grievous wound, but his words were lost. Instead, the black silhouette of the bird disappeared from sight, fading away like one of the nameless secrets of the desert. The disturbance was sudden, and had ended just as quickly as it had come in the first place. The sandstorm was over... or, as many would come to believe, it was only an ominous sign of what was to come.
Standing up again once the wind an dirt settled, Yojo looked around at the silent audience. There was a pause of uncertainty after the departure of the bird-rider. However, the applause began eventually, with rancorous cheers and chants breaking out for the steadfast shinobi. He hadn't been the fastest, nor the strongest, nor had the best jutsu- but he had enough of them together to call himself a shinobi. Yojo felt his arm being raised by the Proctor, chants of
"YoJo YoJo YoJo" breaking out.
The young Uchiha grinned somewhat sheepishly. After a moment, he raised his other arm into a fist. He was accepted by his village, and for that he was glad. He had won....Oh if only he knew the dark days that were laying ahead. If only he knew the war that was looming. For now though, he tried to find some small joy in being a child, of feeling proud.
For that one day, he was happy. His hard work had paid off. No one could take this feeling from him anymore. No one.
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2919 Total WC: 2919
- Training C Endurance to C1, 1000/1000
- saving extras for later!
- 175/260:
- activated subsitution!, -5 chakra
- used last of crows, now on CD
Name: Wind Release: Gale Palm (Fūton: Reppūshō ~ 風遁・烈風掌)
Canon/Custom: Canon
Rank: C
Type: Offensive
Element: Fūton
Range: 15 metres
Specialty: Ninjutsu
Duration: Instant
Cooldown: 4 posts
Description: Wind Release: Gale Palm is a technique where the user releases a powerful stream of wind against their opponent. To perform this technique the user merely has to slam the palms of their hands together, holding the pose for at least a second. They then break this pose and immediately thrust the palms of their hands towards the intended target. A powerful gale will fire out from the palms of both hands towards the intended target at 12 m/s. On impact, this gale can send someone flying back 5 metres, as well as shredding clothing and causing countless 1/2-inch deep cuts on exposed flesh. It can easily knock projectiles that clash into it aside, as well as increasing the speed and penetrative power of projectiles travelling within the stream, allowing the weapons to pierce roughly half an inch deeper than normal.
Name: Wind Release: Breeze Step
Canon/Custom: Custom
Rank: D
Type: Supplementary
Element: Futon
Range: Self
Specialty: Ninjutsu, Chakra Control
Duration: Instant, effect lasts the same post it was activated.
Cooldown: 3 posts
Description: By balancing the active channeling of chakra towards the feet, as well as honing in on their own chakra control, the user is able to create small bursts of wind to 'step' with. This allows them to run up into the air as if climbing stairs, taking three steps before losing the charge in their feet. Alternatively, this ability can be used whilst on the ground to grant a sudden burst of speed in the desired direction, traveling at 15 m/s up to 15 meters away.
Name: Falcon Punch
Canon/Custom: Custom
Rank: C
Type: Offensive
Element: Futon/Raiton
Range: Melee
Specialty: Chakra Flow
Duration: Instant.
Cooldown: 2 posts
Description: The user generates a large amount of Raiton and Futon along one of their arms, creating a tumultuous vortex of energy that quickly forms. With this power created, the user lashes out with a furious blow, releasing the built up energy in a single strike. This attack causes the arm used to punch with to deal cutting as well as piercing damage along with the normal blunt, empowered by the dual elements coating it. This punch aims to punch through a target, or a defensive barrier, being delivered at the same speed as the user's basic strikes in exchange for all-out power. On an unprotected enemy, this blow is powerful enough to fracture bones whilst punching an inch into a normal person's flesh due to the hybrid damage of the ability, the sheer force of the blow being enough to knock an enemy back up to 10 meters away, rendering them airborne in the process. The sound of a bird of prey crying out can be heard as the punch makes contact with an enemy, as well as the chakra around the arm taking a shape similar to a bird.